As soon as Katie is tucked protestingly in her bed with six books, eight stuffed animals, three blankets and one huge Raggedy Anne House (read huge cardboard box here) I get to sit down, fold clothes (again) and watch GLEE! Because, yes, underneath the squishy post baby tummy*, crappy Mommy pony tail and socks with sandals (when did I loose my coolness? Oh, that's right, I'm the one who was selling Girl Scout cookies door to door my senior year of high school.... If there's any justice in the universe I will be THE BOMB** when I'm 60.) I'm just an insecure, mumbling, butt cheeks clenching high school girl with a crappy Mommy pony tail (some things never change).
Now, I know what you're all thinking, (because I'm psychic. No, I'm not. Gosh, being cool is hard!) you missed it! The show aired last night! But, ahhhhh, here is where marrying a computer geek comes in handy (take note girls, someday you too could have a husband like mine) I watch it on HULU. Plus, we don't actually have a TV, or cable, or a remote control... just a computer with a keyboard and a 23" wide screen monitor. (Are you giggling?) Oh ye-ah, we're digital! Riding the crest of the wave of what's coming soon to a living room near you- in the next 5-10 years, according to an article I read in Reader's Digest. ( I'd link to the article but apparently they're not as technologically advanced as, well, Jon.) The guy that wrote the article actually said that the next step would be to have TV streamed directly to our retina or something, which made me think of Feed by M.T. Anderson, and then Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury and of course the classic 1984 by George Orwell, which made me realize that this TOTALLY supports my uni-bomberisk theories on technology and I gleefully did my uni-bomber dance and sang my little uni-bomber song, which I'd sing for you but I'm trying to exhibit some form of coolness here people! But THEN I realized that I was perpetuating the evil by allowing my uber-nerdy husband to get rid of the TV and install this networked-Linux-Hulu-computer thing in OUR LIVING ROOM! Oh the irony of- Never mind, Katie is all tucked in, TIME FOR GLEE!
*Dude, two or 22, it's still post baby tummy! Can I get a bikini that says this?
** This isn't helping my chances is it?